Goals are overrated

I’m probably going to change my mind about this soon, but right now, I’m annoyed at goals. Goals are annoying me. Making goals can be really overrated. I don’t know how many times I’ve made goals and just ended up feeling disappointed. Every time I make a goal, I try to think of something reasonable. Like not spending money on anything other than transport for a week. But sometimes, when it rocks around, I can’t help it if suddenly there is a limited amount of tickets for a show for one of my favourite bands. Something else might pop up, like I need to recharge my phone credit because an emergency might occur later.

At the time of making a goal, I usually think, “fuck yeah, this is challenging enough, but not so challenging enough that my nose is going to fall off in the attempt”. But when these idiotic obstacles come about, it’s hard not to get upset at the fact that a goal was failed. It sucks, to put it simply.

My goal today was to clean my desk. Did I do that? No. Because the rest of my room has been a mess. I managed to clean my dresser and throw out some nail polish.

By the way, here’s something fun to do if you have a lot of nail polish that you want to throw out and if you care about the environment enough so as not to throw it straight in the trash. I find that after many years I still have a great deal of nail polish that has become lumpy, and worse - changed colour. My lovely pink turned into a sickly shade of purple-grey.

I went outside and took a few sheets of newspaper and shook the bottles like crazy. I could’t do much with the ones that were already lumpy, but I still shook them as much as I could to make the nail polish as smooth as possible.

Then I just shook and poured everything all over the newspaper in a splattered mess.

It was fun.

I guess I could have been more creative and more artistic. If I put a picture here, it might look really gross, but I’m sure a lot of other people could make something great. Not to mention, some people might be more willing to empty their nail polish bottles that have cooler colours, and hence come up with something better.

I didn’t clean my desk, and it’s still a mess, but at least I got something done and I can see everything on my dresser again.

I’m really dreading university tomorrow. Second semester starts, and I have work to go along with that, not to mention a Saturday class (which isn’t on in the first week, but my fists will be bumping gloves and pumping alright), and I’m going to the Smashing Pumpkins show on Tuesday, and James is coming along even if he’s going to miss the opening act because he has class. Wolfmother are supporting the Pumpkins, and James hates them, so maybe he’ll be okay. Hahaha.

I’m dreading university because it means more pages in my little red notebook, more writing, more planning, more organising, and more goals.

Goals. @_@

I haven’t had the chance to read anyone’s blog since I got back from my trip, and even then, I don’t think I’ve seen what everyone’s been up to. I’ve been on Twitter a lot, because that’s just a great way to keep in touch with people and see what they’re actively doing. I gave up on Google Reader because I didn’t like the way it displayed blog posts, and I’m just way out of the loop. Thank you dear readers for all your kind comments, though, I hope you’ve all been well and I will drop by some time… absolutely promise. If there’s any certain post of yours you want me to read just let me know too. :)

I think I’ll make a goal for this week: don’t make any goals.

PS. I hope you like the necklace in the post picture. I had it custom made, and the camera is my camera model. /eee